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Pri's Back and ready to roll!
I've been missing the open nature of Tumblr RP, so I'm coming back! The blog's still under construction, but the muses listed I'm ready to write, with a fresh start. If you knew me before and there's bonds you want to keep, DM me about it, we'll see where i am. I'll admit my grasp on some of these characters has changed, so not all relations would be the same.
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Time to bite the bullet
I started making a multimuse for all my muses and such but I think the formula of Tumblr RP just doesn’t suit me anymore
I’ve had lots of fun recently in a couple of discord rp servers where all character info and such isn’t already laid out and organized you just have idea and drop it in for the most part
this extra fluidity has made it a much more entertaining process and as such i thing i have to admit that i am done with Tumblr RP.
If we don’t already have eachothers discords, feel free to PM me about it!
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TOUGH SHELL
bruised knuckles. bloody noses. eye rolling. empty bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip biting. unwashed jeans. coffee breath. loud music. broken neon signs. chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones. swearing. sneaking out at 3am. dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes. plaid shirts. under-eye circles. dark colors.
SOFT INSIDE
honey tea. flower crowns. giggling. blowing kisses. dancing without worries. white lace. soft textures. fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming. handwritten letters. fairy lights. bullet journals. designated driver. warm hugs. garden picnics. quiet. smile lines. optimism. flowy clothes. pastel colors.
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Return
so I really hate emptying drafts like this but I’ve replied to what i could (I've been at it for about a week now) and just. if I’m going to bring Aversa back I just have to purge the rest to bring her back...
that being said not all threads are dropped, just a few it was my turn on, if you have something and give it a reply i’ll let you know if she refuses to work with it it’s not auto-canceled
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Home Sweet Home, huh?
Uneasy– that would be the word in which Naeva would use to describe how the other’s speech ends up making her feel. To see the other avoiding her gaze, of keeping the ‘stranger’ nameless, and speaking of how his words would later turn out to be lies– the sage does not need another second to piece together that this woman was, in fact, kidnapped by her husband at such a young age. Apologising for a small and insignificant village being destroyed, and all of its inhabitants killed? Validar would never have genuinely done such a thing, no– even without hearing those words coming from his lips, she knows them to be nothing more than lies; an attempt to manipulate a child who had just lost their home. Still, the mother cannot help but to wonder why he would do such a thing– why he would take captive a little girl, and one who has no connections to himself or her? Yes, perhaps Aversa does look frighteningly like what one would expect a child between the two of them to, however she doubts that such a thing would be the sorcerer’s only reason. Perhaps it is the aura that radiates from this stranger– one possessed by most that possess some sort of magical prowess?
Even so, it does not fully satisfy the sage’s desire for a proper answer. It all seems so very unlike him.
“…Why are you here, exactly?”
The question escapes from red lips slowly, as though the mother, herself, does not truly wish to hear the answer– to have her fears confirmed, and told that this girl happens to be fromthat village she so foolishly ran through twenty years ago; that the dark flier’s kidnapping was partially her fault.
“I do not believe that one would wish to see the wife of their kidnapper, let alone speak to her… and I cannot yet undo the hex my husband inflicted upon you,”
Yes– he must have done something akin to that. Her words imply that she cannot completely remember the events leading up to encountering the sorcerer– Validar, Naeva thinks, must have cast some sort of curse onto the girl in an attempt to seal away her memories, or maybe even alter them. That sounds like something her husband would have done, especially if he sought to make the female nothing more than a puppet who would manipulate others when honeyed words and false promises failed to work. Pale hands tighten their grip on an ornate staff, and as brown eyes focus themselves on the other’s visage once more, the slightest of frowns dares to form, not creating an aggressive look, but instead one of a more thoughtful variety. One that wishes to piece together every single detail of this puzzle, no matter how hazily the other might recall each part.
“Is there more to your story, perhaps? Your eyes betray the shallowness of what you have spoken. I have met many a pawn of Validar’s before… So what is it that makes you any different?”
"different? at what point did I mention myself to be different from the average pawn, aside from a frail awareness? No, I wasn't different from any other, just a bit more useful than most. As for why I'm here now, I figured if I am still a citizen of Plegia I should keep up to date on the politics-" Aversa's gaze turned to the nearby guards as she emphasized her next point, "-Even if I have no interest in being a part of it again."
As for more to the story- oh yes, Aversa had plenty more to the story. However, she had to start from the beginning, did she not? and skipping over dull details only seemed natural. "however I suppose if you want more, I can tell more. turns out I always had a talent for the magical arts, enough so he could see it even when I knew nothing- and considering I then had nowhere else to go took it upon himself to shape me into the perfect tool- magically gifted, swift, cunning, and blindly loyal- after all, what cause would I have had to turn against the only father figure that was left? even when I found myself invaluable, even when I knew I could simply be thrown away I had nothing else and nowhere else- so I simply stayed and obeyed. I figured it least that could be done for the man who saved me, and raised me, however shitty that upbringing was.”
"do I need go into every detail of that life, such as the rigorous traing and pushing, the calls for manipulate tactics-” to emphasis this point Aversa twirled a bit of hair around with a nail, as if aloof or flirting, “or are you strictly interested in the things done to have your staff on edge at the sight of me?” her smile held a face of confidence- one that hid the discomfort of being so honest about who she was.
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“I’ll be okay as long as I have a parasol,” Clara said. “I think I’d really like to see where you came from, Miss Aversa. When are we going?”
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“a parasol is hard to hold onto whilst flying, Clover, i believe it’d be better for you to wear some of the sheer cloth we use to cover the skin from the sun without holding excess heat.” As she spoke, the matter Aversa had a single hand behind her back became obvious, as she extended and hand full of cloth. “I didn’t want to deal with the possibility of an inacurate fit when getting it from someone who doesn’t understand the fabric’s purpose, so til we’re in a plegian market for you to pick out a full suit, i got these for you.” the length of layered dark fabric in Aversa’s hand proved themselves to be gloves that would practically reach Clara’s shoulders, and socks that went to her thigh. the material would be akin to modern day panty-hose, though without the elasticity to assure it stayed on.
“As for when, that depends on if you feel you have need to request permission to leave of anyone else. otherwise it’d be possible to leave in the morning, but i have a feeling you’d rather not disapear with just a note left behind. it didn’t go so well last time, after all.”
You have permission to send me thirsty anons.
A brief primer in Grimleal symbols of rank.
Hierarchy is extremely important in Plegian culture, despite the equal importance on community and equality. This is partially due to the corruption that has taken place over the years, leading to a sense of self-importance amongst those of the Grimleal court.
Many of these symbols act as a means of authorization. The Grimleal are very secretive about their various endeavours, especially matters related to the Heart.
Accessible/written version under the cut.
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Hey again, it’s Mod Hector! And been while too, huh? So the mods and I have agreed to plan on something different this time around. Instead of starting something on the solstice, we’re planning for a New Year related event next January! It’s in the works right now, so we’re deciding on what the festivities will entail for it.
So with that said, if you’re interested in participating, please feel free to like, reblog and/or reply to this post! We’d greatly appreciate you spreading the word around too!
We’re aiming for something more relaxing and everyone to just wind down as we start off a brand new year. But as always, we’ve got a few special things in mind, so we’ll keep you posted!
Aversa never kidnapped by Validar(?) au for the meme?
Oh, how interesting… Please enjoy!
The smoke clears on the summoning rune and you’re met with a familiar face - Aversa, from the World of Awakening. But, there’s something different about her, something you just can’t place…
“I’m Aversa,” she says by means of introduction, “I suppose I can lend a hand if you’ll have me.” And then she smiles so easily as the one you know can’t bring herself to do. You finally understand - the shadows under her eyes are gone, replaced with something infinitely happier.
“I know it could never happen, what with my station.”
“But I would like a small, intimate wedding when the time comes.”
“let me be the first to know and I can make it happen. sure, everyone will make a celebratory fuss, but the actual wedding can be exactly how you imagine if you let me know and not tell your mother.”
Aversa just sips her tea- same Maria as always. “she’s not fond of Leo, she’s fond of money and status and is unafraid to use whatever tools she has to achieve it. she’s a bit like how i once was, honestly, though much less patient and definitely with less tact.” oh, seems her cup was empty. darn.
“I don’t care if she wants to use men for money. She’s not using mine!”
She turned back to her book, muttering. “Who does she think she is…ohh Lord Leo I’ll make a lunch for you. She probably bought that lunch at the market. Fucking dilettante.”
"if he's a man of loyalty and integrity you have no cause to worry. for you to be worried so shows you have no faith in your husband." another sip. not that Aversa was exactly the type to trust others herself, but her point stood.
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She’s flipping through some legal texts.
“Charlotte is too familiar with my husband.”
“I’m seeing if that breaks any laws so that I can have her banned from the army for life. Or executed. Either is fine.”
Aversa just sips her tea- same Maria as always. "she's not fond of Leo, she's fond of money and status and is unafraid to use whatever tools she has to achieve it. she's a bit like how i once was, honestly, though much less patient and definitely with less tact." oh, seems her cup was empty. darn.
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Aversa: You all only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. Grow up.
